Forgotten

Ch3 Words Cannot Describe The Hell I'm In

Hopefully it's longer, cause that last 'chapter' (if you could call it that) was super short! Anyways, hope whoevers reading, enjoys!

I sighed and turned around to make my way over to where Theo and Rosie were sitting. You could hear her obnoxious voice from ten feet away as she complained about the throbbing of her leg. Rolling my eyes, I walked up to them and leaned down to inspect the damage.

               “You have got to be kidding me,” I looked up from her (Not infected) leg and saw her gazing at Theo. I furrowed my eyebrows, was there something going on between them? “Rosie,” I snapped and she pulled her gaze away from Theo to glare at me, “It’s fine, just make sure you don’t strain it, okay?” I shook my head and left them to continue what they were doing.

               Sighing in bliss, I lied on the soft sand where I had previously been headed. Just as I was about to drift off into sleep, I heard rustling right behind me. What the hell? I shot up and looked behind me; furious that something prevented me from sleeping.

               Another rustling sound came from the right of me and I swiveled my gaze towards it; fisting my hand. Whoever thought that it was smart to disturb me from my sleep, will have a lot of questions to answer.

               I crouched down and silently crept towards the spot where the disturbing sound came from. As I parted the bush slightly I didn’t expect to see someone actually there. “Holy-,” I yelled as I was suddenly thrown onto my back. I looked up into the eyes of a boy who looked older than me.

               He glared at me and straddled me so I couldn’t defend myself, “Who, you?” he grunted. My eyes widened in surprise at the sound of his voice. It was almost like he had never spoken before and was husky from misuse.

               “Uh, my name is Lydia,” I choked out. Where did this guy come from? It took me awhile to finally notice the long spear in his hand the he was holding up threateningly. My jaw dropped and I chocked on my spit in surprise. Well if I knew I was going to be attacked by a native of this island, I wouldn’t have left the safety of my… ‘friends’.

                “Why, here?” frustration flashed through his eyes as his eyebrows knitted together. I closed my mouth and opened it again in shock. I don’t think it’s hit me yet that there are other people here.

               “Uh, w-we crashed here, um, we w-were on a cruise,” he looked confused and I sighed. “Me,” I pointed to myself, “Uh, crashed… here,” I pointed to the ground as he shifted on top of me.

               Realization dawned on him and he nodded his head and lowered the spear. I sighed and relaxed a little bit underneath him; glad that the threat of a spear being impaled into me was gone. Now that the threat was gone, I finally noticed this mysterious stranger on top of me. His eyes were a light blue and brown unruly hair tumbled into his eyes. This was one seriously hot guy.

               “Who are you?” I tilted my head to the side in the sand. Shifting uncomfortably underneath him, I tried to indicate I wanted him off, but he seemed oblivious.

He smiled and nodded his head proudly, “Me, Lomut,” I reached my hand out for him to shake but he stared at it looking really confused. I sighed and reached for his hand but he got defensive and pinned my arm above my head.

“No, its okay,” I smiled reassuringly, “Trust me,” I whispered as I looked into his eyes. He took a few minutes to think and then he thrust his hand down towards me. I smiled encouragingly and took his hand hesitantly before shaking it. Hopefully he won’t freak out.